I don't think I ever said this to you but I love your style. You're one of the few people I know who write about self-deprecation in a blunt way that sounds honest, without sounding whiny. I'm just gonna edit it to clean all the excessive punctuation. Hope you don't mind.

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You know you've made itwhen you can measure your successby the bottles in the trash. Cambria Chardonnay, Border Bourbon,Spotted Cow, Breckenridge,and a couple Miller Lite's.

A couple words on a pagearen't worth their weight these dayslike they used to be. No one seems to carewhat a drunk has to sayquite like they used to.

Catch a buzz and write it downdoesn't seem to do the trick anymore. It's hard to competewith all these fedoras and mustaches,as they fill the page with nothingand empty out their glasses.

Light a cigarette. put it out. say you'll quit. Light another.

You don't need commas after every line. Do whatever you want with this

i hate all the commas. otherwise, i would recommend replacing the title and using that line somewhere in the piece itself. as a title, it already tells me too much about what you're going to say.nice read though, thanks.

Just to add my two cents and say I don't believe I am in the same boat of enthusiasm as the rest. With pieces so on the nose as this I always believe there needs to be something aurally majestic, which I don't think really happens here. For me it's a bit flat. I mean, it's S+L gold, but I've been more interested by other things you've written and for me this was lacking a bit of pep. But I seem to be in the minority